[Audio=>Video=>Action] I blink and the world was gone

[notmymccalling]

[Scott tumbles back into Wonderland disoriented and in full Lacrosse gear. He even still has the burns on his neck and hand from the attempted assassination, though they’re rapidly healing. His mind is a jumble, processing how he went from the locker room to the middle of a… garden?

He pulls out his phone and thinks he hits the call-back button because Stiles should be the most recent call on his list.]

Stiles? What the heck happened? Where am…? [But his voice trails off as memories hit him like a freight train. The network audio hangs there a while as he sorts through them in his head. Then it ends and is flipped over to a video feed.

The dark eyed teen looks a little dishevelled, but he seems to look less startled than his voice had been moments ago.] Wonderland, right. Sorry about that, um… disregard?

Private filtered to Allison and Isaac:
Allison? Isaac? Are you guys still… [There’s a knot in his throat that chokes off his words, so he swallows hard and tries again.] Are you both still here?

Action:
[Scott moves briskly back to the mansion and up the flights of stairs until he hits the ninth floor. It’s a quick dash down the hall to the Beacon Hills rooms, because let’s face it, they almost all live on the same floor. He reaches the 629th room and hesitates before rapping on the surface.] Stiles?

[He needs you, broski! He’s gone through a lot since he vanished and it was difficult for him to separate the tangle of Wonderland memories with ones from home. What would he do if his bestie was gone? He’d just been standing with him in the locker room after some psycho tried to take his werewolf head off with thermal wire and now he’s here.]

Private filtered to Natasha:
Sorry! I don't know how long I was gone, but I didn't mean to skip out on training! And repeat apology for every day I've missed along with grovelling for forgiveness?

Comments

:') action!

[untrustable]

[ the door opens to stiles, alright, but he certainly looks different. in fact, he's looking rather like he did in beacon hills a few months back, with dark circles under his eyes, and skin a pale, messy white.

he smiles, leans on the doorway. ] Scott. Welcome back.

[ this is not the stiles you are looking for. (though he'll do his best to act as the best friend, as he'd done in beacon hills for so long.) ]

OMG! <3

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[Scott smiles, looking a bit relieved before he takes in Stiles features. It brings back some frightening memories, but his memories of Wonderland tell him Stiles is from after the Nogitsune was removed. He'd looked sickly then, too. Concern creases his features.]

Hey, yeah thanks. You feeling okay?

[Aaaand he still hasn't seen that movie. Scott should be suspicious, but this is Stiles. Stiles *after* the fox. So really, he's just worried one of Wonderland's events might be making his bestie sick.]

You're not looking too hot.

[untrustable]

Just haven't been sleeping. [ as easily as anything. ] I was worried about you, man. Did you go home?

[ the fox prides himself on being an excellent liar; he imitates stiles's mannerisms easily, jittering one of his legs as he speaks, but keeps his arms folded across his chest. ] Things here have been crazy.

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[Scott still looks worried, but relaxes a bit then nods.] Yeah. Everything's a freaking mess back home.

[Fool him once, shame on you. Fool him twice... yeah, Scott's completely falling for it. Again. He just trusts Stiles too much.]

What happened? Like Wonderland's crazy magic puppy invasion kind of crazy or Barrow crazy?

[untrustable]

Both, a little. [ barrow, the fox remembers him; such good times they had. with a smile, he tilts out of the room, eyeing the mirror across the way and opens the door, opening his hands to invite scott in. ]

C'mon, you never know who's hanging around. There was a dude trying to talk to us about cats the other day, it was weird.

[ speaking of cats; paige, the cat who lives in stiles's room, is avoiding him. how weird...... ]

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[widows_kiss]

[ He has no idea how relieved she is to see that text from him, but the speed with which she replies might give her away. Just a little. ]

Welcome back. No apologies necessary, since I doubt you got a say in it. Everything alright?

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[He'd be lying if he said he wasn't smiling thanks to how quickly she replied.]

Yeah, I'll be okay and thanks. It was quite an experience. I was back home for months and I didn't remember anything about this place. It's weird. What about you? You okay? Anything change while I was gone?

[widows_kiss]

Not much. You were only gone for a few days here, just long enough for us to notice your absence.

You didn't miss much. Apparently a new friend of yours showed up while you were gone.

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Wow, really? Is that all? That's jarring.

A new friend? Who was it?

[Okay, that has him a little worried. It could be any number of friends, but it could also be a not so friendly non-friend claiming to be a friend. Though, he was pretty sure the rest of his friends wouldn't let that charade go on long.]

[widows_kiss]

I suppose it must be. How's things back in the Hellmouth?

Didn't catch her name. Young girl about your age, showed up yelling for Stiles. Long honey-blond hair. Seemed to be having a bit of a control problem. not sure if she was one of your wolves or not, but she seemed pretty rattled by everything.

video.

[snarly]

Scott? ( she heaves a sigh of relief and is visibly not-mad to see him. ) Thank god. The voice of reason. Everyone around here has lost their minds. Or memories or - whatever. It's both.

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[Scott has to gawk for a minute because he didn't expect her at all. Not that she wasn't a nice surprise.]

Malia? When did--[He shakes his head, physically clearing the thought from it. The 'when' wasn't really important, but apparently it wasn't long ago if she was still disoriented.] It's... complicated. It'll take some getting used to, but I promise I'll try to explain everything, okay?

Where are you? Did you find a room? We're all pretty much on the ninth floor if you wanna join us. I don't think anyone will really mind.

[snarly]

Maybe you'll actually make sense, because nobody else does. ( seriously, everyone else from home is confusing and they all suck, even stiles. ) Stiles doesn't even remember me, except for Eichen House. It's like everyone has a concussion.

( she sighs. ) Sixth floor. I'm just fine where I am.

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I'll try. [He smiles lightly.] It's kind of easier to think like that, yeah. For a while, I was behind, but now I think I know more of what's going on than the rest.

It was just an offer. Stay wherever you feel most comfortable. [He's obviously going to worry about her, but he isn't going to make her move if she doesn't want to.] Just remember, you're welcome here whenever you want.

What's the last thing you remember?

[snarly]

Maybe you and I are actually synced up. ( she hopes, hopes, hopes. )

I think I just need breathing room. But, thanks. I'll keep it in mind.

( now comes the question of whether or not scott is up to speed with her, or vice versa. please, please let there be at least one person with consistent memories to her own... ) I went and talked to Peter after I found out that you guys were hiding my real name from me. Then I gave Stiles his copy of the list back. I left his house, and the next thing I know, I'm here.

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[algidity]

[ Isaac about has a freakout when he sees Scott - even more so when he hears how confused Scott sounds, did he forget everything? But then he seems to remember and Isaac can't help but let out a sigh of relief. ]

Yeah, I'm still here, so is Allison, why?

Are you okay?

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[Shhh, Isaac, shhh. It'll be okay. You don't have to give Scott the walk-around again. But Isaac might hear Scott start breathing again. He hadn't been holding his breath, don't be silly.]

Y-yeah, I'm good. I'm just glad you guys are still here. I was um... I don't know how long it was here, but I was back home for months. I was afraid you guys might've vanished, y'know?

[Semi-true to the last word. Just... only part of his worry.]

[algidity]

[ HEAVY SIGH OF RELIEF. ]

Oh. [ Maybe he buys that explanation, maybe he doesn't, Isaac's a tough one to read. ]

We're all here - and the coyote chick is here too, Malia?

[ A beat. ]

We've been here a year, I doubt were going anywhere.

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[Scott smiles and damn he misses you, Isaac.]

Malia? Yeah, she's uh. She's pack back home, now.

[It's actually kind of nice to see her here. He feels less 'fish out of water' and more 'fish out of water with company'.]</small. You never know. How long's it been? Everyone's doing okay?

[algidity]

Pack? The rabid coyote? The one that ate her family and tried to eat you?

[ MHM. ]

Alright.

[ Not so silently disagreeing with you, Scotty. ]

A week, and everyone's fine as far as I know.

What happened back home? [ Where the hell is he living now? Why isn't he helping Scott? ]

video » private

[driven]

Scott?

[ first there's the relief in knowing he remembers, because as much as she'd like to have to walk him through explaining wonderland and all its many wonders, they're kind of in the middle of something. ]

It's an event. The Dutchess is somewhere in Wonderland with the Vorporal Sword and the mirrors are coming over to get it.

[ because obviously it's a totally normal thing to make sure people are here. that's why his question, even his tone, doesn't set off any bells with her quite yet. ]

Are you okay? What all do you remember from home?

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[The very moment her face appears on screen, he feels his chest tighten and he might lose it right there. He lets out a stuttering breath and only focuses in half way through her explanation.]

Vorpal Sword, right. The uh--[His voice cracks, but he clears his throat to cover it up.]--Jabberwocky killing thing, right?

[It really is totally normal to worry about that and don't question his momentary unravelling because you'd have to drug him up on wolfsbane to get him to even consider telling you why.]

I'm--I'm good, yeah. Stuff. Lots of... [Lie better, McCall.] stuff. Just the usual Beacon Hills supernatural stuff and school. Crazy foxes and oh! There's a hit list out for supernatural creatures. It's a blast. I think we're safer here, actually. Definitely.

[driven]

[ see, that's the problem here. because the question, before, was simple enough. easy to pass off as just trying to get used to wonderland. but that look? that way his voice cracks?

allison frowns, immediately aware of the fact something is wrong. ]

Yeah... are you sure you're okay? [ because that? that doesn't look okay. and it's scott, which means there's really no way that allison can keep herself from worrying.

plus, scott is as easy to read as an open book when he's trying to avoid a subject. which is what she picks up on, now, with his stumbling. she almost pushes the subject, again, when something catches her attention a little more strongly. ]

A hit list? You mean like the mob?

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Yeah. I'm good. Glad to be back, actually. [Now that was actually the truth. He kind of never wanted to go back home again.]

They're calling it a deadpool. But it's a list of all the supernatural creatures in Beacon Hills with numbers of how much they're worth dead. With proof. Beacon Hills is crawling with assassins now. Just another fun day back home.

[Yes, let's stay focused on that because it's actually a much nicer topic than the previous.]

Apparently I'm worth 25 million dollars dead.

[driven]

Well we're glad you're back. [ she says with an easy enough smile, and almost laugh. it's just easier knowing that scott is here, makes her feel a little better. call it an over-protective sort of thing - having all her friends here where she can watch them.

still, her gut says it's something else. that scott's still hiding something. but she can't figure out what, or how, so she won't push it.

instead, she focuses on the updates. the stories of things she couldn't even imagine, which probably meant they're true. ]

Are you serious? A deadpool? [ wait, isaac mentioned something about deadpool once. wasn't he a comicbook character? she ignores the thought, frowning. ]

Who has a list of every supernatural creature in Beacon Hills? Who would call a hit on them? [ god, could their lives become more of a soap opera? please?

but then she just kind of stops. stops, and stares, eyes wide. ]

Twenty five million? [ what. the. hell. was. going. on. ] Who wants you dead?